Clash of the Gods

In the land of the North where the cold winds blow Lies a soul in turmoil caught in the undertow Between the cross and the hammer he stands alone In the clash of beliefs his heart's become stone Oh the clash of the gods the clash of the creed In the heart of a Viking a battle indeed Between Christianity's light and the old gods' might He stands at the crossroads lost in the night He hears the church bells toll calling him to kneel But the thunder of Thor still echoes in his steel The whispers of Odin they tug at his soul As he struggles to find where his loyalties fold Oh the clash of the gods the clash of the creed In the heart of a Viking a battle indeed Between Christianity's light and the old gods' might He stands at the crossroads lost in the night Through the trials and the tribulations He seeks salvation in the ancient invocations But the cross shines bright its allure so strong Yet Valhalla's halls still call him home In the end he raises his axe to the sky And with a roar he lets out his battle cry For he chooses the path of the old Norse ways To honor his ancestors in their eternal blaze Oh the clash of the gods the clash of the creed In the heart of a Viking a battle indeed Between Christianity's light and the old gods' might He embraces his fate in Valhalla's sight